You didn't know why, but you were just obsessed and so in love with Scaramouche. Everything about him just has you more interested and infatuated to him.

You get jealous so easily, so even just a single girl glancing at him for a second, you'd get angry and all and kidnap that girl, cut her stomach open, and feed her to the wolves.

You wanted Scaramouche all for yourself. You were selfish, but who cares? He should be yours and only yours.

"You heard that girls are going missing?"